Groft baby number 6 is on the way!
We found out a week ago and have been having a lot of fun sharing our good news. This will be our second miracle baby after Jay’s vasectomy reversal. Most people have been very happy for us, but now everyone is watching me like a hawk to see when *IT* hits me. IT is Hyperemesis Gravidarum, otherwise known as extreme-knock-you-on-your-butt morning sickness.
I have felt mostly fine so far. I have been shoveling in the protein, which is in no way helping my diet! But it is helping to keep away those very mild queasies that I get from time to time. I have also been slightly more tired, but that is really all so far. Sometimes I am not sure that I am pregnant at all! (But since I have had now *8* positive tests, I think I should go ahead and believe them.)
So I am walking along through my days, trying to act as normal as possible, all the while knowing that any day now *IT* could hit me and I will be down for the count. Sometimes I dare to hope that IT won’t happen, but it is still very early yet. VERY early yet.
So anyway, in spite of the fact that my life could be indefinately put on hold at any moment, I have been walking in the clouds. Oh, it’s a BABY. I’m havin’ a BABY.
It was good Friday, and I was talking to a friend about my raging hormones. She asked me if I thought I was finally starting to get my cycle back. I looked up into the sky and saw Two Rainbows right at that very moment.
Two Days Later:
On Easter morning, my temperature went up, showing me that my wild mood swings were, in fact, caused my hormones and impending fertility.
Two Weeks Later:
Will I see two pink lines? Shoot, it didn’t even take THAT long! Easter baby is on it’s way! (To be met in January.)
I woke up bright and early this morning to get some of my Don Quixote notes typed out. Tessa had already been waking every 15 minutes for a couple of hours, just sure that it was morning and time to nurse. I held her off until 5:30, nursed her into a deep sleep and then found myself too wide awake to sleep anymore. So why not get up and get some work done?
Before I finished that, Jay and Tessa woke up and came in to wish me a good morning. I finished up (at least as far as I was going to this morning, and went in to take a shower while Jay made the bed, put Tessa on the potty, and went down to breakfast. When I was done showering (and dressing) I joined them with the good news that I am now down *15* pounds in all! Yahooo!
We dragged the rest of the munchkins out of bed and Jay is now taking Ben with him over to go and mow the lawn of some friends. (We barter piano lessons for lawn care.) They will give Ben a ride to his baseball practice this morning, since their son is also on Ben’s team. I don’t know how he will get home yet… I guess I will find out!
My next job is to keep the laundry going while figuring out how much money is in our checking account. Ooh fun! I then have the privilege of making our comprehensive grocery list and taking the rest of them with me grocery shopping. We also need to buy a birthday present for today’s party.
Jay and Ben will be home around lunchtime, and hopefully by then I will have procured some food to feed them. Then Jay is off to go sing at a wedding and Posy to a birthday party, leaving me to party with the laundry. Ah, but with Tessa’s help, it will be very fun!
Amid all of this James and Paisley will ask me repeatedly if we are going anywhere interesting today. Um, nope. Not if I can help it. Ah… to stay home for a whole day, that is what dreams are made of.